I just heard the bang, and in minutes, it tumbled...
It flipped-flopped rocks over dust. Head first...

I was born in a land where Spanish was the ground...
And I, just like a tree who was moved to another...

Night
you are dark...

In this depressive day, when rain falls like tears
could you hold me like a pen, in between your...

First, I was a can of soda,
bubbly and sweet...

"No more.
I won't let this conversation...

When stars fall like rain
like liquid drops of fluorescent moisture...

What to do? What to do?
with these dates in my head...

If it were for me,
I'd search between pages and pages...

I lied to you
with vanilla scented candles...

One long night...
and these books...

Ha! Boy, you see!
it's a reflection. It's a contemplation...